If weddings are one hell of a party, then Caribbean weddings are a freakin throw down. As predicted, the weather cleared up in the morning and it was perfect the rest of the day. In the morning, Justin and I went to breakfast with the Burns’ and then chilled out in the hot tub and pool in the early afternoon. At 3, we all gathered at the beach for the wedding ceremony. We were there for maybe an hour and 50 minutes of that was taking pictures. Speaking of pictures, I snapped a bunch from the wedding and they came out great. I’ll be posting them to Flickr shortly. The wedding itself was very simple. Just a dozen of us on the beach, a minister, and a photographer. Those of us observing weren’t able to hear the minister, Laura, or Hank so well, but then again it really wasn’t for us to hear.
While Hank and Laura went and got some more pictures, the rest of us hung out at one of the bars by the oceanfront. Once we all were together, we walked over to San Genaro, one of the restaurants on the resort. I enjoyed the most entertaining dinner I’ve ever had. Caroline, Laura’s friend, had made friends with a few of the staff at some point during our stay and those three just happened to be waiting on us at the restaurant. They kept our drinks, plates, and tummies full. It was a crime to not be able to tip them, but I think Caroline was going to see if we could work something out with the management.
The rest of the night was one giant party. We made our way to a couple different bars, then to Hank and Laura’s room. Sandals gave them a cake and bottle of champagne. It was a perfect time to smoke the Cuban cigar I had picked up earlier in the day. It was so big, 3 of us didn’t even finish it all.
The group capped off our night at a the discotheque. The only reason I went was for Hank and Laura. I don’t like dancing, I can’t stand any of the music they played, and I didn’t have anyone to dance with anyway. There was only 4 other people outside our group and everyone was paired up in couples. I didn’t much feel like dancing with Justin and I’m positive the feeling was mutual. Rick, Kristi, Justin, and I bounced early and went to the grill for a late night snack.
